As a result, it suddenly became so spicy that it spitted its tongue from time to time, and its eyes were about to cry, and even its screams were aggrieved.

"Is it so uncomfortable to cook ginger soup? Look, it makes the fox feel aggrieved." Changyi touched his arm and could find a lot of goose bumps.

"well enough."

Changqing didn't feel that it was too bad. "I tasted it myself. It was within the scope of acceptance, but the fox ate a lot and might need more ginger soup, so let it drink more."

And how many words there are in this multi-word can make the fox take a bath inside.

This is not a bowl, it is clearly a basin.

After the little fox finished drinking, his belly bulged, as if he could only lie down but could not lie down.

It hummed uncomfortable.

Luo Henglu reached out and placed it on its belly. The little fox felt comfortable and was humming in his mouth.

However, after drinking this bowl of ginger soup, the little fox was no longer so uncomfortable and stopped sneezing. It shrank its little body and after lying in the quilt for a day, it was much better.

"Young Master," Changqing's voice rang outside.

"Come in," Luo Hengou was still sitting at the table, cooking a pot of tea, sometimes for more than an hour, and he also liked to wait like this.

Who says that time is for them, whether it is moving or not moving, walking or not walking, it is passing by and losing. As much as it loses, it seems like there is no feeling.

This happened to one day or two days, and finally I felt a numb discomfort.

Changqing walked in and first looked at the small ball in the quilt. No need to guess, they all knew that the little fox was still sleeping and drank so much ginger soup, so I think it should be better.

"What's the matter?"

Luo Henglu asked Changqing, then sat there and put down the book in his hand.

Changqing bowed, "Young Master, among those bandits, there is one person who knows how to climb over the snow-capped mountain. According to him, he has traveled many times. As long as he follows the road, he will arrive there within five or six days."

"Changlin?" Luo Heng thought of the two words Changlin.

Changlin and Baichu were connected, and they had searched for all the places they could find. The next one they wanted was Changlin.

"Is the news reliable?"

He asked Changqing, which was logically possible to leave. Others would not mention it, but the bandits who had been entrenched here for more than ten years could not know that they must have been there.

As expected, I really asked.

I just don’t know if the so-called news is true or not, is it feasible?

"The subordinates will verify it in person."

Changqing was preparing to go there once by himself. He had a fast pace and had been in the snow-capped mountains for some time. If it was really feasible, it would be at most six days, so he could bring back the news.

He is not really going to go to the future. As long as the road is right, they can set off. Compared with the journey of March and April, they can still wait for these ten days.

"Go, be careful."

Luo Henglu poured himself a cup of tea, then placed it between his lips, and started drinking it sipped.

The tea tastes light and astringent, bitter.

And after Changqing left, the little fox came out of the quilt and jumped directly into Luo Henglu's arms.

"alright?"

Luo Henglu put his hand on the little fox's little head, it seemed that it was OK.

It can jump or shout again.

"Jiji..."

The little fox grabbed his clothes with his claws.

"Hungry?"

Luo Hengfu touched the little fox's belly, but it was still bulging before going to bed, so it was flattened so quickly?

"Jiji..." The little fox jumped onto the table and ran out again. When he came back, his stomach became even more flat.

No wonder it is said that ordinary people can't afford to support you. Luo Hengli picked up this little white fox again. It was probably thanks to the snake. It ate the snake's gallbladder, which is a great nourishing thing.

"When Changqing comes back, we will walk through the snow-capped mountains. If we encounter it, we will give you one."

"Jiji..."

The little fox jumped up happily, followed his shoulders, and then climbed up with a whoosh.

Luo Hengli let Changyi come in and get some food for the little fox.

When Changyi heard that the little fox could eat, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that it was really okay. Whether they could find a wife depends on the little fox.

When Changyi came in, he also brought a large bowl of meat for the little fox to eat.

The little fox is carnivorous, not grass-eating.

When the little fox saw that there was meat to eat, he was already waiting on the table. He thought that he had put the plate down, and ran over directly, sat on the plate, and started eating it voraciously.

Luo Henglu put down the cup and remembered something.

"What's going on with that person being beaten now?"

What he asked was that the person they had just arrived here and who was beaten to death was sent to the clinic, but they just didn't know whether they were dead or alive now?

"I heard that nothing is going to happen."

Reply with long intention.

"Give him some money and let him go back."

Luo Henglu picked up the cup again and said in a low voice.

Changyi bowed his hand and walked out. It happened that he had nothing to do now and arranged what the young master ordered in advance.

In the clinic, the old coachman couldn't help but sigh again. He lowered his head and looked at the silver held in his hand. He heard that it was given by a noble man. At that time, the noble man saved his life. Not only did he send his one to the clinic, but now he has also sent him so much silver.

Those bandits were also captured, and there will be no bandits in this place again.

This was a great thing, and it was considered to have avenged him, but he couldn't laugh.

In fact, with this money, he can go back to his hometown and buy some things for himself.

He built a house, bought a few animals, and his raised son, and he was still approaching him, and he treated him like his ancestors, but what's the use? It's just for the sake of money.

He put the silver in his arms again.

It’s better to go to the capital. He promised the young lady to take her back to the capital, but I don’t know if she escaped.

Regardless of whether she escaped or not.

He still wanted to go to the capital, and it was considered that he had not received the money from others in vain and was entrusted by others. If the person is still there, he would think he was still thinking about it. If he is no longer there, let him send her soul back to the capital.

He put the silver down, and his hunched body seemed to be older, still in his twilight year, but he seemed to be pursed at the spark of sparks in his eyes.
Chapter completed!